In Memoriam

We Remember

Sister Kay Muzzy, known also as Sister Angela Patrice, was born in Iron Mountain in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, on August 9, 1947. She was the first of four children born to Kenneth and Angela (Quadrani) Muzzy. Kenneth George, Jr., Larry John, and Terrence Raymond were her brothers.

Shortly after Sister Kay’s birth, the family moved to L’Anse on the Keweenaw Peninsula in Upper Michigan. At that time, her father was a pilot for American Airlines and owned a small airport on the outskirts of L’Anse, a village in northwest Michigan. Sister Kay’s mother was a registered nurse who began her career in Iron Mountain. Her parents met in the local hospital after her dad suffered injuries in a plane crash. Sister Kay wrote, “Mom was assigned as Dad’s personal nurse and there began a romance that led to marriage.”

As a registered nurse, Sister Kay’s mother was instrumental in helping her live a normal childhood. When Sister Kay was in kindergarten, she wore a brace and one day during recess someone called her a cripple. Her mother reassured her she was not crippled. Sister Kay said, “That’s pretty much how I live my life…not crippled.”

I am sorry to know that Kay has passed on and also that I cannot be at her funeral service tis a.m. I have bronchitis and could not go. She was a lovely lay, devout in her beliefs and her faith. and she loved the Green Bay Packers foot ball team. She enjoyed the games always. we did talk about the games during the season, Will miss yuo Kay, and think of you when it is time for the Packers to play again. Peace and love to you. a fan also Lois Go Packers Go

Sincerest condolences to Sister Kay's brothers, Sisters, and friends. Kay and I were postulants together and "vacationing" on Kelly's Island with our crowd; while swimming back from the floating dock in the lake at the camp, Kay experienced some difficulty. She didn't want me to call for help and I wasn't strong enough to pull her/rescue style, but she thought she could tread water and keep afloat so I repeatedly swam up behind her and gave a push to propel her through the water until we reached the point where we could both stand and walk to shore. I don't believe I ever told anyone about this before. Sorry, Kay. We were young and determined and very lucky.

Rest In Peace Kay. You were a good friend and the memories if Oak street days are still vivid. Your family and my family shared many good times. The trip to our Motherhouse in 8th grade was a seed for our vocations. We both have had very happy lives as Dominican and Franciscan "cousins." It was good to know my aunt spj could help you in your last months.

Sr. Kay introduced me to the Adrian Dominican sisters. Sr. Ann Rozali Szaboa and Sr. Kay mentored me as I sudiedd for associate life. We taught next door to each other at Duranes. She was a master teacher. Kay's love for the Lord was the hallmark of her life.

I lived with Kay in Des Moines. She was always pleasant to be around. She loved fishing at Easter Lake. I was in her Mission Group when she was in Albuquerque. We traveled back and forth to the UP together. I will miss seeing her when I come to Adrian as I always looked forward to our visits.

Our Adrian Dominican cemetery with its circular headstones is a beautiful place of rest for women who gave their lives in service to God—and a peaceful place for contemplation and remembrance.

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